Seventy-Three Thousand Dollars in Phony Medical Bills, Paid for a Pregnant Replacement

“Harper?”

“This one needs a witness,” I said.

“My lawyer will look it over Monday.”

“It’s just a signature.”

“It is just a signature.” I shut the folder and slid it back over the glass.

The settlement page stayed empty and white as a fresh sheet.

He picked up the folder and didn’t open it again.

“You’re making this easy,” he said.